Guild Boss's Ambition

I swallowed my saliva and swallowed the sweet egg on the wooden chopsticks in one gulp.

The result surprised me a little.

The taste of this sweet egg is very ordinary, not bad, but not very delicious either, just the level of an ordinary home-cooked dish.

But precisely because the taste is normal, it makes the weirdness more prominent.

"Senior Lan Nong...what on earth are you planning to do?"

I looked at Miss Lannong with concern as she smiled faintly. She asked me how the sweet egg tasted.

I praised it as delicious, and then she smiled happily and fed me more sweet eggs.

And when I was drunk and most relaxed, she showed her devilish tail.

She asked out of the blue, "Gu Shan, why do you think I like Ke Luoluo?"

I was drinking water and suddenly panicked. I managed not to choke on the water. I replied with a bitter face, "I judged based on the various communication patterns between you. But please believe me, senior. I really have no ill intentions. I just misunderstood you because my imagination was a little too open. So please forgive me, sir?"

"No, I don't want to forgive you so easily."

Senior Lan Nong suddenly smiled strangely and said playfully, "Gu Shan, do you know? We must be more careful when dealing with feelings than when dealing with money. If someone accidentally gets the actual interpersonal relationship wrong, it will cause communication problems. Gu Shan, do you know how I felt when I learned from my uncle that you always thought I liked Ke Luoluo?"

Unconsciously, the tone and demeanor of my senior gradually became more charming. She slowly pressed her body against me. In the special atmosphere, even the normal physical contact suddenly became sensitive, and my mind was inevitably mesmerized by her wine-red eyes. I watched my senior gently push herself to the ground as if I had lost my train of thought.

"What does she want to do, Senior?"

I slowly pondered the scene in front of me, while Senior Lan Nong quietly broke into my heart. She leaned on my chest, one hand lazily supporting her face, while the other hand domineeringly lifted my chin──

For a moment, she didn't move, just staring into my eyes quietly.

After a long time, she moved her mouth.

"The person I like is actually you, silly."

It was like a curse that the words came out of her mouth in a resentful tone. I opened my mouth in surprise. She smiled strangely, then licked her lower lip coquettishly, and her delicate face gradually enlarged in my sight.

It was the first time I faced such a thing and I could only close my eyes in shame.

My heart was beating like crazy and thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning.

“Aaaaah──I’m going to be kissed! What should I do? It’s my first time, I’m so nervous!”

"I heard that it's like sticking out your tongue, but it feels very impure..."

"Oops, I ate garlic bread this morning and my mouth is filled with that taste!"

"No! You must not let Senpai kiss you!"

I strengthened my will and resolutely opened my eyes.

But Senior Lan Nong has already kissed me...

Use the five fingertips of your right hand.

"You're just kidding—"

Senior Lan Nong winked at me mischievously and ruined the whole charming atmosphere with a mischievous smile, which made me feel extremely aggrieved. I pushed her to the ground with a lot of anger and skillfully launched retaliatory attacks on all the sensitive parts of her body. Only when this evil person who was making a joke begged for mercy did I stop and let her go.

After catching her breath, the senior cast a resentful look at me: "Gu Shan, people who do wrong should accept the punishment obediently, why can you attack me? This is clearly cheating! It is totally against our rules of the game!"

Seeing Senior Lan Nong's dishevelled clothes, I felt a sense of satisfaction in my heart, and I lectured him in a reasonable manner: "Senior, who told you to make such an idiotic joke about who likes who? Besides, we girls should pay attention to our own conduct. How can we play such kissing jokes all day long? If outsiders see us, I don't know if they will think the stone house is a dirty place."

Senior Lan Nong complained, "It was just a kiss on the mouth with a finger. There's nothing unclean about it. Besides, the number one female pervert in our Stone House is President Ehard, but you didn't go and complain. This double standard is not fair at all."

Recalling President Erhard's usual bad behavior of groping, forcefully kissing, peeping, and molesting, I couldn't find a reason to refute what the senior said, but in order to prevent the senior from causing me to have the same misunderstanding again, I had to emphasize again and again: "In short, Senior Lan Nong, you'd better not make such dirty jokes. You are different from President Erhard, and it will cause misunderstandings."

She tilted her head and asked innocently, "What's the difference between me and the president?"

Right? What's the difference?

If there is any difference, it is that when President Ehard does the same thing, she just makes us feel shy at most, while Senior Lan Nong makes me feel that my heart beats faster...

Um?and many more!

Isn’t that the feeling of being in love as described in the legend?

I looked at the cute and silly Senior Lan Nong in panic, and then my mood suddenly calmed down.

"No, no, no, I would never fall in love with such a creature."

"Or was it that the feeling I had just now was actually because I encountered Lan Nong-senpai who was disguised as a demonic force attack?"

"So, I don't really like Lan Nong-senpai?"

"Yes, yes, I've read a lot of romance novels, and that must be the case!"

"Gu Shan—"

At this time, Senior Lan Nong pushed my body and brought me back to reality from my imagination.

I looked at her blankly, and she complained to me in a bad mood: "How come you suddenly sat there in a daze without saying a word when we were talking? What on earth were you thinking about so intently?"

I patted her head and said seriously, "Senior, you should just be a good bottom."

She looked incredulous: "What did you just say to me?!"

I patiently repeated to her what I had learned from the books: "Senior Lan Nong, please stand firmly on the side of us little bottoms in the future. In fact, being a little bottom is also very happy. You don't have to do anything. As long as you act cute and silly, those big sisters and brothers will give us many benefits, and then make our lives so comfortable──so happy──"

"Gushan, you—" Senior Lan Nong took a step back.

I grabbed her back and taught her the necessary knowledge to be a lady: "Then, recently it seems that the topic of being able to be both top and bottom has become popular, but those are all unorthodox! We who are bottoms should be aware of being bottoms. Sometimes we can try to counterattack, but remember to never forget that we are bottoms. If we accidentally become tops, we will have to take on the exhausting work."

Senior Lan Nong was stunned.

However, once I turned on the switch, I couldn't stop.

"Speaking of which, we, as bottoms, must carefully choose the top that really suits us. No matter how pleasant the tone of a piano is, it must find an excellent pianist that matches it in order to play beautiful music. By the way, the type I prefer is the dark top who can manipulate others at will. Senior, you originally fit this requirement, but unfortunately you are essentially a bottom..."

"Also, I heard that there is a saying in this world that when two bottoms meet, there must be a top. Just now, you revealed your dominant qualities in front of me, which resulted in a temporary conversion from top to bottom. However, this kind of conversion often requires special conditions to occur. If it is not true love, it is difficult for two bottoms to develop a stable relationship..."

"and……"

"According to Moepedia..."

"Refer to the laws of the Alliance..."

"H's behavior..."

"The inferior overthrows the superior..."

After a wonderful afternoon, Senior Lan Nong and I became good friends at a higher level.

(Although she looked very tired when she left.)

……

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47. There is poisonous energy ahead! Run away! (Ke Luo Luo)

(Klolo-Sumak)

Ever since what happened with Hayato-kun in the arena, the atmosphere in the kitchen has fallen into an eerie silence. Even though he witnessed that scene with his own eyes, Brother Strom didn't mention the relevant topic to me at all, and just maintained his usual attitude. This seems unreasonable no matter how you think about it──

However, I quickly put this strange phenomenon behind me.

Because Brother Stallone fell ill and took a day off today!

As long as I thought of my beloved groaning in pain on the hospital bed, I couldn't concentrate on my work in the kitchen the whole day. Finally, at nine o'clock in the evening, I finally put down the kitchen knife, took a shower, changed clothes, rushed out the door, and opened his door with the spare key given to me by Brother Stallone.

"excuse me……"

Close the door gently.

Quietly take off your shoes.

I sneaked into my eldest brother's dormitory in a way that made as little noise as possible.

Then I found that my brother was not asleep, but was reading a cookbook. He was always absorbed in the work in the kitchen, and even his rest time was used to improve his cooking skills. With his current progress, I think he will be able to participate in the next level of cooking review by the end of the year and officially win the title of platinum chef.

"Brother, you should have a good rest."

“You…cough cough cough!”

When my brother saw me, he wanted to say hello to me, but as soon as he uttered the first syllable, he started coughing non-stop. His cough was very severe, and even my back-brushing did not help. It was not until I poured hot water to warm his throat that his breathing finally became smooth.

"Looking at how you're coughing, you'd better stop talking."

I scolded him with a heartbroken look, then put my hand on his forehead to help him take his temperature.

After making sure he didn't have a fever, I felt less nervous, but I still couldn't help nagging him: "You should rest well when you are sick. When you were slacking off in the kitchen, didn't you keep saying that resting is for walking farther? Why are you so stupid now? And you've made yourself sweat all over! Aren't you afraid of getting cold and making your condition worse!"

As I naggled on, Brother Stallone looked a little dazed, and the black vest he was wearing had been soaked with cold sweat and turned a darker color. However, even though his sweaty body was very pleasing to the eye, for the sake of his health, I still had to take it off and change him into clean clothes.

But...

Take off Brother Strom's clothes and stuff...

This is so erotic! Wow──

Probably because he was sick, my brother simply let me do whatever I wanted. After I took off his shirt, his entire upper body was exposed to me. He had a great figure.

Because of his regular daily routine and exercise, his muscles are large and well-defined. His broad back is like the stone wall of a mountain stream in the early morning, shining with bright water droplets, and exuding a slightly pungent but pleasant scent.

His defenseless attitude made me feel itchy.

To prevent him from catching a cold, I brought a plate of hot water and began to wipe the cold sweat off his body with a towel.

First of all, it's his neck. His neck is very strong and his Adam's apple is very obvious, so he can roar in the kitchen with such a low and magnetic voice. I love his noise so much that I dream of his words even in my dreams. Even in a vast crowd, I can recognize his unique voice at once.

I love his voice and I love his collarbone.

Because of his well-developed pectoral muscles, his collarbone is not very obvious. I notice it most often when he raises his hand to fiddle with his messy bangs. At that moment, his powerful collarbone is like the tail of a whale lurking in the sea, flashing before my eyes with graceful movements, leaving its image deeply imprinted in my mind.

“Ahem…”

I was about to be fascinated by the scene when his cough awakened my sense of shame. I guiltily quickened my movements and efficiently wiped his body clean before putting on his shirt and sweater.

If possible, I really hope I can take care of him like this for the rest of his life.

But how could there be so many ifs in the world?

If this...

If that...

If forever and ever...

If the seas run dry and the rocks crumble...

Ha ha……

I smiled foolishly, helped the confused Mr. Stallone to lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

"Okay, I've changed your clothes. Chef, you need to rest and have a good sleep!"

I gave him some spirited exhortations, and he blinked at me dully.

It was time for him to go to bed, and there was no reason for me to stay here any longer.

If I do it more, he will know what I mean.

What I want is for him to say those three words to me first.

People always say that the one who confesses first loses. I didn't believe it at first, but when it came to me, I felt uneasy. I was always worried that if I gave first, the other party would look down on me. But in the final analysis, it was because I didn't have the confidence in myself. I didn't have the confidence to stand shoulder to shoulder with him. After all, I was so unnatural.

"Good night, Strom."

I said goodbye softly, turned off the desk lamp for him who was afraid of light, and left.

Hmm?

For some reason, in the darkness, suddenly a huge force pulled me backwards, causing me to fall into a soft and elastic place, and then a warm object hugged me tightly, making me unable to move.

"Mom, don't go."

I heard his mumbling in his sleep.

It turns out that from the beginning to the end, the me in his eyes seemed not to be myself.

I know that my eldest brother is probably recalling his childhood. His childhood was very lonely. His parents were both workaholics who were extremely obsessed with work, and he was always taken care of by the servants in the house. Because of this, my eldest brother longed for more time to spend with his parents and looked forward to their recognition.

However, will my two elder parents, who are perfectionists like my eldest brother, accept my imperfect self?

I was full of worry, curling up like a cat, leaning quietly in his arms. His arms were strong and powerful, his chest was broad and warm. I listened silently to his breathing and his heartbeat, and gradually found a sense of peace of mind.